It’s been tough to get you off my head while working, but it’s even tougher talking to you while working. Finished up my work, was drizzling and it’s like a movie scene looking out from my working place. It’s a wet cold gloomy night, packed my stuffs and drove home. A lot of sweet moments and thoughts came to my mind, from the first day I got to know you. Looking into your lense, smiling while you were snapping away happily. Though it’s not an immediate connection, but we bloomed.
I remembered there was a time when I finished my exam in Uni, and I waited for you. You finished your work and came down all the way to Melaka to pick me up, back home. You looked tired, but you were just speechless when you saw me, grinning from ear to ear and gave me a peck. That was 2 years ago.
You were so different then, I always commented and make fun of the clothes when you never bothered to wear decently when going out. I still remember you wore the rainbow japanese sandals going out as well! Your pant size changed from merely 29 to 30, and slowly moving to 31. I remembered teasing you about the love handles you’ve been growing
Remembered you’ve been complaining about your hair getting long, and we went to shop to get the clippers. Been clipping your hair ever since..
My love for food grew an acquired taste, knowing which place that is thumbs up and which restaurant is a no-no to visit again.. hehe. You have brought me to taste so much or, is it that we just couldnt deny the scrumpcious food available? :p Though I’m never good in cooking, I always love to experiment and cook for you. Sometimes the food really taste horrible, but you were eating like you’ve got the best food ever. Making a nice bowl of herbal soup warming the stomach is the least that I could have done that makes me and you happy. Remembering the moments when we buy scoops of Baskin Robbins, sharing it in a cup. Or times when we were so lazy and ended up with dominoes pizza or ramen noodles?
I really hate doing the laundries with the amount of clothes you wear one day. A set for work, a set for sport another for sleeping. It ends up with at least 3 shirts, 3 pants and eccetera. And weekend laundry is devastating looking at the amount of clothes you and me had together. Not including ironing yet! I’ve been a really spoilt child since young, having maid and not given any household chores. I’m still learning and I’m really sorry if I’m still really bad at taking care of the house. We are working adults and have minimal of time spent at home.. and if we do, I always love to spend it by cuddling with you watching a movie
I love it when you hold on tight to my hand at crowded places.. trying to secure me. Letting me know that you will always be there..
I know you’ll be the first person I can call when I got into an accident at early morning. Though it was just a minor one, but you gave me assurance and told me not to be afraid…
I remembered, you brought me far, to each part of KL, searching for my “perfect gift”. My perfect and adorable Silky as birthday present, which we found our bond and fate together, just few shop down the road..
I still love the moments when you put me to bed and give me a peck.. and when I wake up and gave you another before leaving…
I remembered the ‘lil not you left for me in my book, whispering I love you…
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SuenZ